I Became an Anonymous Boss

"It's more than just losing to him?" Jun Jiuyan smiled wryly.

The old man holding the sword asked: "Are you broken? It shouldn't be. Shenmo Mowen is generally a decent person. How could he destroy your realm so viciously? Killing people is nothing more than pointing their heads. Blocking people's realm is nothing but digging!" The ancestral graves are wicked."

"It has nothing to do with him, I am ashamed." Jun Jiuyan said bitterly, "I just..."

He opened his mouth, wanted to say several times, but finally swallowed it with difficulty.

……Very envious……

The old man holding the sword was silent. He was an older generation of swordsmen in the Junjian Sifu, so he could see what Jun Jiuyan was thinking.

He slowly said: "Since a thousand years ago, there have been those who are astonishingly talented, those who are arrogant and savage, and those who are insane. In the final analysis, warriors are like those who cross the river. And just one big fish."

"Big fish cross the river and go down the river, or they are mediocre, or they die in the shallows... But there are very few people who go against the current. Only those who have the courage to go upstream and trace the source are the dragon kings who cross the river that are rare in a thousand years. They can go against the trend." On the other hand, what an easy task, if he drowned in the rivers and lakes of Southern Tang, what should he do?"

The old man holding the sword shook his head and sighed: "Half the rivers and lakes, half the rivers and lakes... the rules are here, this is not just a small fight between the juniors, I am afraid that the group of old monsters on the ground list will not be able to sit still."

Jun Jiuyan was silent, waiting for the old man to walk away before he said something to himself.

"Even if he dies, the world will remember him for at least 50 years."

……

Dugu City Tower.

A touch of purple energy between heaven and earth was absorbed into the breath, and a hint of purple appeared in the girl's eyes, and then circulated, turning into a purple lotus flower with three petals between her eyebrows.

Taoist exercises, purple qi comes from the east, such a superficial Taoist qi-nourishing exercise, was originally a method of training qi commonly used by people, but now it has already changed qualitatively.

The same exercises can be practiced by different people to achieve different results.

In the early days, some people said that practicing this Taoist exercise is useless, but few people know that the three-petal lotus between eyebrows is already three times the cultivation level of ordinary people.

Taoist chanting Huang Ting, like Buddhist martial arts, is like water dripping through stone.

Seeing the sun rising, the red-haired girl got up and walked away. The flying sword was unsheathed and walked with the sword.

She surrounded the tens of thousands of high Dugu City, and countless warriors below cast envious and longing eyes.

A warrior who has just entered the city, looking at the scene of riding the wind and controlling the sword, widened his eyes and was filled with emotion;

There are also old people in Dugu City, they are almost used to this kind of scenery, every morning there must be a flying sword across the white clouds.

There are too many people who have witnessed her growth. At first, she walked through the streets and alleys with a sword in her arms, and climbed up the tower with difficulty. Instead of walking on the ground, take off directly from Wuhu, and pass the long street with Yujian.

Time goes by, one day, one month, one year, the sword and the wind, the towers, the mountains, the rivers, the realm is changing day by day.

After three days of farewell to men, they will look at each other with admiration;

She is no longer the skinny girl she was back then. She has obtained the world's number one sword inheritance and the world's unparalleled sword bone. Even if it is only [-]%, from the moment she holds the sword, she is destined to become a female sword fairy.

Fengli Yujian goes straight to Baiyun Pavilion, the tallest building in Dugu City.

The previous generation of Dugu City Lord was beheaded, and this Dugu City Lord took over the affairs of Dugu City. The current Dugu City Lord is also Fengli's nominal master.

When Fengli landed on the ground, she saw a person waiting for her under the pine tree in Baiyun Pavilion. It was a woman in a Taoist robe. The Taoist name was Leran Jushi. She was over 30 years old. Specialized in alchemy, it is said that he was hurt by love, and then he felt that men in the world are big pigs, and most of the elixirs he studied were related to beauty.

"Second Senior Sister." Fengli nodded slightly: "Is there something wrong?"

Layman Leran nodded, showing a smile: "I have something to tell you, a good news, a bad news, which one comes first?"

"Good news." Fengli said without hesitation.

"The person you miss so much will soon arrive in Dugu City."

Fengli's eyes suddenly became lively, layman Leran had never seen such brilliance in her eyes for several years.

She always thought that this girl was a born sword embryo, who knew nothing about the world except practicing swordsmanship. Her eyes were always like a deep pool, filled with mist, and she couldn't feel any emotional fluctuations. What impressed her deeply was that Fengli had extreme She is obsessed with cleanliness, she can ignore anything anyone says, but hardly allows anyone to touch her, except for a very small number of people, there was once a young hero from Julu Mountain in the Southern Tang Dynasty who tried to pursue her, and followed her on his own For a month, I thought I moved God, but saw that she didn't get in, lost patience, and tried to use some tough methods. As a result, my entire arm was cut off, and three limbs were broken by a sword. After being pierced by the sword energy, he became a cripple. He was nailed to the wall and hung there for two days, dying in the sun.

Julushan was extremely angry, and came to Dugu City to ask for an explanation—in fact, he wanted to pay for his life.

A total of more than 30 people came, including eight congenitals, which can be regarded as the best of the best. This background is already first-class in ordinary sects, but the result is like hitting a stone with a pebble. Standing up with the sword, a simple and unpretentious sword energy washed the ground, and five of them fell to death with a crash. After this battle, Fengli became famous in the first battle.

The matter did not end here. This sect was originally unclean, specious, and was found out by Princess Nishang. Later, Julu Mountain was burned by Nanxinmo, and the iron cavalry was trampled down. In the eyes of the court, it is a meritorious service to kill the serfs in the surrounding area.

Layman Leran has always regarded Fengli as a woman who cannot be provoked, but now, like an ordinary girl, she naturally showed joy, and her expression quickly became a little more disturbed, as if she wanted to see and was worried Looks like a little girl who is not prepared enough.

This made Layman Leran feel weird... So it's not that she can't laugh, but that we don't deserve to see it?

Fengli was happy for a while, the sword spun around her, and then she asked again: "Then, what is the bad news?"

Layman Leran's expression was condensed: "The bad news is...he didn't come to see you, but to collect debts."

Fengli was stunned, and then Yujian hovered, the red hair moved without wind, and the sound of the sword was like the tide, she asked: "To whom?"

"We." Layman Le Ran said, "Not including you."

"Why?" Fengli was just puzzled.

"Because you have to pay back what you owe." Layman Le Ran smiled wryly: "But no one is willing to pay back... In this matter, maybe even the master will not stand idly by. What will you do if it really comes to the point where swords are drawn?"

Fengli looked silent, and walked away with the sword.

Layman Le Ran's smile became even more bitter... This is indeed a nonsense that does not need to be asked, this Dugu City is not her home in the first place.

The reason why she stayed here was only waiting for that person to pick her up and leave. She didn't dare to go far because she was afraid that he would not find her.

On the top floor of the Baiyun Pavilion, there is an old man with braids looking at the sea of ​​clouds.

"Don't ask the gods and demons, if you come here smoothly, the old man will give you a good name and calm the turmoil in the world for you."

"But if you insist on repeating yesterday's weather, there is no way out. Choose yourself..."

Chapter 770

Yuezhou in the Southern Tang Dynasty, the palace of the princess.

Nan Xinmo put down his pen slowly and was practicing calligraphy in the study.

Her handwriting is not very beautiful, but it is very imposing, and each stroke is like a knife, gun, sword and halberd. It is too hard, so the power passes through the paper, but it is on the stone platform, so she never uses a wooden table to practice calligraphy. No matter how good the wood is, it can't stand the toss.

Nan Xinmo was a Rakshasa, although she didn't know who did the calculation, but she was probably right.

She is destined to be a murderer, to kill enemies, to kill enemies, to kill everywhere, if she is not controlled, she will end up tossing herself to death.

Bai Taki gave her a lot of advice back then to let her control herself, but when she took a look at the rules and regulations that were similar to those of a monk, her first reaction was that it was not a big deal... and she deliberately got the name wrong.

Shirataki asked her to copy the picture of the Arhat, and she ran to copy the picture of the naked man, and almost saw him all.

But I have to say that Nan Xinmo got the spell-casting materials of Midnight Lonely, and did copy some samples.

After all, she is a princess, she must know what she should know, and she has killed a lot, and the internal anger needs to be released. There must be something in common between beheading enemies and practicing Taoism. Presumably, Saeko Busujima must have something to say about it right.

In short, Nan Xinmo spent three days fishing and two days posting on the net, but in the end there was only one hobby left, and that was practicing calligraphy.

Bai Taki prepared several sets of copybooks for her. In the end, she practiced Liu Shu and Yan Shu. She didn't know how much she had practiced, but the writing was indeed getting better and better. Even this calligraphy could Take it out for sale, and write some articles on weekdays, but the group of generals under him are also vying for it.

This satisfies Nan Xinmo's vanity as a woman, what, besides fighting, I still have some skills.

From then on, she fell in love with practicing calligraphy. This hobby is good for everything, but it is a bit expensive.

After writing a few copybooks, the stone table was broken again.

Nan Xinmo picked up the half-written 'Chibi Fu' paper, and sighed: "Come here, change the table, this time change to a harder one."

The servant carried the table out, Nan Xinmo stretched his arms, and quietly looked at the novels in the study.

In order to treat her murderous disease, Bai Taki used all kinds of tricks, including Jin Jiang's web novels.

Keywords: domineering president, doting wife, woman, beauty, black belly, sadomasochism...

Although she was very disdainful at first, but later she decided that it was really sweet. On the eve of the battle, she hid in the tent and peeked. After the battle, she stabbed the opponent to death with ten strokes. Turn back, open the novel and continue reading.

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She pursed her lips quietly, stretched out her hand towards the bookshelf by mistake, and read it again, just one more time...

"Princess, princess!"

At this time, a maid interrupted her attempt to touch the taboo, carrying a carrier pigeon in her hand.

Nan Xinmo took a look and was suddenly surprised: "What's going on? Why is this pigeon so big?"

"I don't know." The maid was also surprised: "It came with a letterhead, probably a special pigeon specially bred?"

"I've never heard of such a big pigeon, it can't be stewed in one pot." Nan Xinmo glanced at the carrier pigeon, and the white pigeon immediately flopped twice, feeling the crisis of life. How big is it?"

"Maybe it's a kind of spirit beast. Only spirit beasts can be this big."

"Don't think I'm stupid, of course I know, this is not an ordinary pigeon." Nan Xinmo muttered, "I understand the truth, but why is this pigeon so big?"

"Princess, that's not the point!" The maid handed over the letter: "Read the letter, read the letter!"

Nan Xinmo took the letter, glanced at it briefly, then frowned, and read it again carefully.

"I know why the pigeon is so big?" Nan Xinmo said.

"what?"

"The pigeons that have been released for so long, can they not be big?" Nan Xinmo narrowed his eyes: "My friend knows that it's time to turn back."

The maid's eyes lit up, and she quietly asked, "Yes, is Mr. Bai also here?"

"Oh, are you blushing?" Nan Xinmo reached out and pinched the maid's face, threatening, "Don't even think about it."

"Princess!" the maid begged for mercy, "I know I was wrong... Young Master Bai must belong to the princess... Tsk."

"Although you look like a nymphomaniac who is greedy for my friend, but the way you say good things against your conscience is really cute." Nan Xinmo let go of his hand: "I'll let you go once. I'll deduct half a month's wages."

"It's been three months already." The maid said with a sad face.

"Earn money during your holidays." Nan Xinmo said lightly, "Anyway, you are not short of money."

"Yes..." The woman named as a maid sighed helplessly: "The princess has encountered something troublesome again, and vented her anger on the servant?"

"Because you were slapped on the horse's leg, although he will come, he is not here to marry me..." Nan Xinmo pinched the letter paper, shaking the paper to dust with anger: "On the contrary, he may come to pick up my stupid idiot bag Brother's dog life."

The maidservant's expression changed: "Young Master Bai, is this trying to provoke the royal family of the Southern Tang Dynasty?"

"It's just a debt collection. It's justified." Nan Xinmo said, "I don't know who will suffer."

The maid smiled suddenly: "So, it may not be a bad thing for the princess, it's better to be a little messy, but you can sell a few more favors."

"It's a good thing, of course it's good, but it's great!" Nan Xinmo gritted his teeth: "He's Daqin's protector now! I don't like my old lady's initiative to recruit a husband, so he ran to lick the thigh of Daqin Zhenguo Princess!"

"Ah, this..." The maid was dumbfounded: "It's no wonder."